An old man get out of the shop. He tried to protect his purchases from winter assaults by covering them with his coat. I glanced and saw two big jars full of dried plants. He was the first living soul we saw since we had got out the station.

Cassie started to be stressful as well. Shivering she held a moment the doorknob before losing courage.

« Eh, look at this board. Instead of opening hours they have displayed a text ! » she said.